My Trip to Haiti It was the beginning of my junior year in high school and there had been much talk about a school trip to Port Au Prince, Haiti, Only ten students could attend this trip, applications had opened up in November and for me a trip to Haiti sounded like just a dream, I thought I was not able to afford it. The idea for the possibility to travel to a new country and be exposed to a brand new culture excited me, I made the decision to apply anyway. In December, I received news that I had been chosen as one of the first ten students from my school to go on this new service trip. I was so excited that I was even qualified, but also worried because I knew that the price was still an issue.
My Trip to Florida It was a cold winter night in Upstate New York. My mom and dad were enjoying a cup of coffee, my sisters were playing video games, and I was editing a few pictures on my computer. My mom brought up the idea of a vacation. She said” We haven’t been on a vacation for a long time”.
But at the end i'm finally able to go on a family trip. Two days have passed every day has been more and more exciting for my brother and I. My brother was so excited one day that he was already in the car because he thought that we were already heading to the airport. The night that we were leaving we had to wake up at 3:00 in the morning.
My trip to Sandusky, Ohio With all the significance that this trip holds, I couldn't have been anymore paralyzed with fear. Filled with both excitement and nervousness, I almost thought my three hour trip was nonexistent. I told myself, "this is something new for you and everyone else in your family, so make the best of it". It was all so true, I was finally going to Cedar Point after tons of years. Just feeling my body tremble from amusement of fulfilling one of many childhood dreams, was something to live for.
I will never forget that experience. One of my favorite things to do is travel. I hope that one day I can travel and see the world. I feel that I can always learn and grow as a person. Seeing other cultures and eating their foods is a great feeling.
People always told me that money can’t buy happiness, but I never truly experienced what that meant until I met the people of Honduras. The country and the people had an impact on me and on how I see the world. In my interactions with the people and culture of Honduras, among some very challenging living conditions, I was inspired by their love of family, welcoming attitude, and joy of life. For me, Honduras was like a mirror for me to look in and see my own life compared to the Hondurans’. If I brought back one thing with me, it was the desire to be like them in how I face life, love family and friends, and be filled with joy.
I loved playing around and exploring with my cousins which we would always get into trouble somehow. I adored everything about going except one thing that I hate and i feel disgusted by, mosquitoes. Mosquitoes were the only thing that ruined the best vacation I had. But after you get through with
It was getting to the time of takeoff so I saluted the captain and headed toward my seat. I got to my seat and there was a screen where we could watch movies; it was all in English though but they had Portuguese subtitles which helped me. About 10 min into the movie, the plane started to move. I grabbed my mother’s arm and held it tight.
After we had all ate breakfast, it was time to leave. I was so excited to fulfil my inner wanderlust over the next two weeks, that I had barely slept the last few nights. I wanted to be well-rested, so that I would be able to take in every second of the trip. I decided to take a nap in the car and told my parents to wake me up when we were thirty minutes out from the airport.
Day three of Mission Trip 2015 was unforgettable because I was able to help out the wonderful Cheyenne River community, I made new friendships, and reconnected with old friends. I was blessed because I was able to help out such a wonderful community and it inspired me to help back in my own town. I also made new friendships that I would cherish for the rest of my life. As well as reconnected with friends from my own school. Going on mission trips seemed pointless to some people, but they had given me experiences that I remembered for the rest of my
There is one far distant memory that I can never seem to get out of my head. When I was much younger, maybe 8 or 9, my family and I went to the Hawaiian islands on vacation. As everybody else that visits the islands, we of course went to the beach. I had no idea at the time that I would have such an intense experience that would change me for the rest of my life. It all starts on a perfect Hawaiian day, everything was exactly what you would expect out of a hot vacation spot.
The temperature hit me like a truck, it was boiling. It reminded me of the weather of the Philippines. We unloaded our stuff. After that my parents asked me if I wanted to go with them and get groceries. I declined and continued on with setting up my room.
Beauty that is often overlooked. My second week as a junior counselor at MHKC had left me utterly fatigued, yet determined to embrace the personalities the campers around me, and ensure their positive experience. Though drained, I was illuminated with an unexplainable joy as I started to see the world through a different lens. I was confronted
I am going to be taking you to my favorite vacation spot which happens to be 4,403 miles away from where we live. The only way to get to there is by plane, which is the worst part about going to this destination. The plane ride is around 10 hours from Detroit Metropolitan Airport. This state is made up of eight different islands which are surrounded by the North Pacific Ocean. The place I will be talking about is Hawaii.